[intro] you just a shiesty -ss n-gg-, o! you never get work from us come around here we all just gon’ f-ck you up so d-mn shiesty, matter fact n-gg- what the f-ck you want?! man we gon’ f-ck yo’ -ss up yo, yo

[obie trice] aiyyo i shoot up the block tell my n-gg- p front me a quarter rock (what up o? n-gg-, ain’t sh-t for free!) but you know me, i’m obie, down the street your little homie! (yeah here man, take it, but remember n-gg- you owe me) yeah whatever, how i look payin him back? i keep the scratch, to get my mother mouse traps chillin with rich, i might sn-tch his gat i’m just playin the game man! (f-ck that, gimme my gun back) sh-t, where i’m at i gets no respect done f-cked over folks, they wanna break my neck i can’t show my face, always meetin new friends cause new friends equals new timbs, they spend

[chorus: repeat 2x] what you want obie? leave me alone! no you can’t use my f-ckin cell phone! what you want obie? get off my d-ck! no you can’t borrow, buy your own sh-t!

[obie trice] “what you want obie?” hand-me-downs motherf-cker and don’t hand me frowns when i sn-tch the timbs sweater exit the room before me wouldn’t be smart cause sn-tchin your personal belongings is my art get caught? doubt it i make a n-gg- believe (i) bought it and change the subject, that’s the object of it sell representative of self hit the liquor store, make you forget the fifth on my shelf cause obie had yo’ mind on some’n else i figure sh-t, the fifth’s for me! f-ck the third party me and your b-tch can drink the whole fifth bacardi f-ck her brains out ’til she start payin money i know it sounds self-centered, i’m self-aware but to self-scutinize, i don’t really care

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[obie trice] “what you want obie?” bill gates to meet so i can purchase tapes from bmg i can get his hanc-ck, and watch what you see my whole block livin fair like (prince in bel-air) instead of broken stairs and boarded up window little jacques deliver rock in his limo until then, i’ll utilize friends catch you slippin, i might be drivin your benz

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[outro] “what you want obie?” yeah, what you want n-gg-? what you want? all y’all out there, yeah get your own – get your own these young brothers carryin chromes ready to come get they sh-t, yeah you sh-t on the next man, he gon’ sh-t on you back knahmean? sing it to ’em sh-t on him he’ll sh-t you back without a doubt, i’m off this track